We Came To See Jace. Is He

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And What If I'm The One Who Kills Him?" "my Heart Is Your Heart," He Said, "my Hands Are Your Hands.

Would You Like To Meet Him? I Could Summon Him Up In A Trice Of You Like. Being A Warlock, And All.

They Say You Cannot Love Two People Equally At Once,” She Said. “and Perhaps For Others That Is So. But You And Will—you Are Not Like Two Ordinary People, Two People Who Might Have Been Jealous Of Each Other, Or Who Would Have Imagined My Love For One Of Them Diminished By My Love Of The Other. You Merged Your Souls When You Were Both Children. I Could Not Have Loved Will So Much If I Had Not Loved You As Well. And I Could Not Love You As I Do If I Had Not Loved Will As I Did.

She Looked Out Then, Through The Crowd, And Saw Simon With The Lightwoods, Looking At Her Across The Empty Space That Separated Them. It Was The Same Way That Jace Had Looked At Her At The Manor. It Was The One Thread That Bound These Two Boys That She Loved So Much, She Thought, Their One Commonality: They Both Believed In Her Even When She Didn't Believe In Herself.